Love From My Eyes

Love is not heard, nor said and not that thing you do in bed.
It is not measured and certainly not pressured.
You don't buy it, and of course you don't bribe it.
It's not just a two person thing, something a song can ever sing.

It's said it is felt, it makes one melt.
You don't know when, but guaranteed it really happens.
Love is yourself and you, only you will know its true.
Its when public opinions don't matter, it is so much greater.

It means you smile more, even if your heart is sore.
You close your eyes, and try to be wise.
False is love when its only you, and ask others who?
Love is caring, sharing and tolerating, and obviously appreciating.

Its not just the gifts, the chocolates, and the bouquets of roses.
I think its seeing you in others, whilst you try to play mother.
So love does not depend on a day, it depends on your way.
Touch each each others heart, but not literally you retard!

J.